This Could Be Rotterdam or Anywhere

This Could Be Rotterdam or Anywhere

 

When Dobson’s holding two pair

this could be Rotterdam or anywhere -

say Manchester in the High Peak,

so to speak.

And all that he is

and all that he teach,

and all that he loved,

and all that he seek,

put him somewhat out of her reach –

because she's gotta hold allusions

or it’s all confusion

and the lunatic is in your head.

So, after all that tolling

on the iron bell,

he might prefer to kick back -

rather than scrambling to pack,

make the bus, rush the train,

mocking up those kaleidoscopic strains

of On The Run -

rest a little, see his little one

who is little no more – but like a son –

and just breathe, breathe in the air.

And Dobson, after all,

is only ordinary men –

and they shipped some 50 million.

You’d like to give a bit of it away

in clues, but what's the use, he say:

if you didn’t hear it by now,

if it didn’t permeate, infiltrate –

well, this could be Rotterdam or anywhere,

and there’s more time to stand and stare

than maybe you’d care

to think.